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it up your fag ass.
i'm not a fag.
i never was.
- excuse me?
- it was the medication i was on.
for my blood pressure.
it fucked with my head,
but i'm over that now.
i can probably get
a letter from my doctor.
a note from your doctor saying
you don't like to suck cock?
first off,
i pay my way back in.
i got 200k that goes
directly to you personally.
no one else
needs to know.
long term, i know
construction's out.
those guys--
but meth, running girls,
a lot more
tolerant atmosphere.
i got contacts in a.c.
with your support
i could set myself up there.
i'd be close
but not too close.
ton'!
please, don't turn
your back on me.
he was fucking
stalking you, t.
that's the thing
with the gays.
it's the living in the
closet, makes them devious.
speaking of crystal meth,
look at this walyo.
say what you will about
richie aprile,
but when he found out
his son was gay,
he did the right thing.
he disowned him.
i got an a.a. meeting.
alcoholics-fucking-anonymous
now too...
salvatore lucania must be
looking down on all of us
- with great pride.
- there's gonna be a lot of popular sentiment
to get rid of vito.
phil alone--
fuck phil!
you know what that's about? he's
gotta polish his rep as a tough prick
so he can make boss.
vito in atlantic city...
he's out there.
he's not part of us.
and we get, you know, a trickle
of cash coming in each month.
- you ready?
- oh, there's so much going on here,
just the thought of flying,
the heightened security...
come on.
i got something for you,
for your trip.
now this is the real
louis "vitoon."
you had a rough year--
me in the hospital,
you there
around the clock--
i want you
to enjoy yourself.
hmm?
when you were in that coma,
i told you i loved you.
- do you remember?
- no.
- i should tell you more often.
- well...
nobody's stopping ya.
okay, listen up, kids.
francesca, look at me.
you can't tell anyone,
even your friends at school,
that daddy's home
- for a little while.
- are you gonna have to go back to afghanistan?
the cia doesn't tell you
where they'll send you next.
is it dangerous
to be a spy?
not as long as nobody
knows who you are.
i'm what they call
"working deep cover."
that's why,
like i said,
- you gotta keep the secret.
- i won't tell.
- you better not!
- i won't!
i love you guys.
how long till you can
move back in with us?
just until i straighten
this shit out with tony.
it's looking good.
in a few days i'll know.
what about counseling
for your problem?
- have you talked to father macken?
- marie,
i thought i made it clear--
i don't have a problem.
that's over with.
in fact,
i'm seriously thinking
we should have another kid.
yo, dad, check it!
attaboy, v!
hello?
hi.
fuck you.
- i know, look--
- not a word, not a note.
- what kind of person are you?
- i'm sorry.
you ed help.
you're seriously fucked up.
i got kids.
i couldn't live without 'em.
bullshit.
it was the fucking life
you couldn't live without--
the gambling, the money,
who knows what else.
you're right. i didn't want to
drag you down into this pit i'm in.
hey, fuck that! everybody else
is stupid to you, aren't they?
- no.
- you can throw your weight around down there
in fucking jersey.
everybody kisses your ass.
- i miss you.
- i don't want to know you.
i don't want to hear your
voice. don't ever call me again.
do your bowels just
jam up when you fly?
hey-yyy!
hopalong che-se-dic'.
what do you know?
what do you say?
- how you been?
- word is you reached out to tony.
i appreciate you coming out
to see me. how you doin'?
nicole is choking my balls
with this child support.
i could be looking at
six months in county.
- oof!
- i was wondering if you could float me 20k at two points,
but maybe now is not
a good time for you.
no. no,
i could do that.
but i'm gonna have to say
two and a half.
okay.
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